Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Book Me....

I am, by my own reckoning, very busy. I am not exceptionally busy when compared to other people (I don't run my own business, I don't have children or a live-in partner) but my free time (outside work) is planned and organised down to the last second. I am happy (most of the time) with this state of affairs. However, every so often I like some "me" time.

At the moment I am getting "booked up" far in advance for various things, such as, bridesmaid dress shopping, wedding items in general, working in best mate J's shop, goddaughter-sitting, other work related items that occur outside normal working hours, nights out, lunches, cinema trips....

I like having full days. I like nothing more than knowing what I will be up to three weeks from now.

Here follows a rant:

What I cannot tolerate is this: when I ask you round for dinner, please don't wait until the actual day of said invitation to confirm that you will be coming. For a start my house may be in a state of organised chaos (although it will always be very clean). I am creative - I live like this, but I like to have warning that friends are coming round so that I can make things look a little bit more organised. It is also likely that I will not have any food in the house that you would like to eat. Mostly during the week I eat random (think: Ready, Steady, Cook) combinations of vegetables, different pasta sauces, fish with pasta, rice or risotto. So when I ask you round for dinner a week in advance, please reply even the day before and emailing me on a Sunday to my work email address doesn't count since I can't access it. Even a text message would be great.

Another thing that I cannot tolerate is this: when I suggest catching up on Thursday night, late night shopping to look at bridesmaid dresses, don't say you'll have to think about it and then never get back to me. I mentioned that I had pencilled you in for that date. I will not arrange to be doing anything else. I could be doing plenty of other things. This is not fair.

Maybe I'm being a bit too anally retentive with my "supposed" free time. Maybe I should be more relaxed but I am trying very hard to juggle a lot of things at the moment so some considerate thought would be appreciated. I am trying hard to keep three (yeah - count em') brides happy and assist in wedding planning as much as possible, I am trying to provide support to my mum (who is thinking of selling my family home and moving house), I am trying to support my baby sister through depression and living away from the homeland, I am trying to have a relationship with a lovely Boy who makes me happy and I am also trying to keep doing the things that make me happy (yoga being one of them). I try my best to always treat people how I would like to be treated, so spare a thought and think how you would feel if things were sprung on you from a great height.

Here endth the rant....

3 Comments:

At 5:15 PM, Blogger Cat said...

I'm with you on this. I need to have things organised in advance. I don't do spontanaeity very well.

 
At 10:41 AM, Blogger Drama Queen said...

I HATE planning outside of work. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it.

My social life is mine. My work time is planned enough.

I like to know I can sleep until 2 on a Saturday and wake up and phone someone for coffee (if I choose). Without having to wake up early because I know I arranged to meet someone and now I have to think of excuses to cancel. . .

Still. I do agree that you are defo in need of some me time. Or a nice weekend away with your man. . .

 
At 2:32 PM, Blogger Drama Queen said...

Goth made me do this. . .

(this is his words - see my comments from todays post)

Now I can't do the bag-tag that's going around at the moment (contents of my handbag being fuck all) so I'm going to create another TAG - if you have an iPod, you have to switch it to random and list (truthfully) the first ten songs, artists that it throws up and seeing as you cannot tag just one person I tag the following 5:-

Goth, SH, CJ, Craic Girl, Elisabeth

Answers on your blogs please and then you have to TAG another 5 peeps - let the fun begin.

(No iPod? not getting out that easy, pretend you have one and let's hear what weird crap you listen to.....)

 

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